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AYLMER’S FIELD.
 Sir Aylmer Aylmer that almighty man,The county God—in whose capacious hall,Hung with a hundred shields, the family treeSprang from the midriff of a prostrate king—Whose blazing wyvern weathercock'd the spire,Stood from his walls and wing'd his entry-gatesAnd swang besides on many a windy sign—Whose eyes from under a pyramidal headSaw from his windows nothing save his own—What lovelier of his own had he than her,His only child, his Edith, whom he lovedAs heiress and not heir regretfully?But 'he that marries her marries her name'This fiat somewhat soothed himself and wife,His wife a faded beauty of the Baths,Insipid as the Queen upon a card;Her all of thought and bearing hardly moreThan his own shadow in a sickly sun.
 A land of hops and poppy-mingled corn,
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